Every camera has a lot of stories to tell. Few years ago, we did not have phones with a good camera, so I decided to buy a pocket-sized camera. I was very fond of the camera! I had stored so many memories of mine. My work clicks, my travel adventures, beautiful sceneries, so many folders! I dreamt of showing those pictures to my grandchildren someday…haha! Every time I went home at the end of the day, I would transfer all my pictures to the hard disk to keep it ready for my next outing. So you can imagine my sadness when my prized camera was stolen from me.🥺 One day during my shoot, my assistant came up to me. I noticed he had gotten into a fight with the stitches on his face and forearms. He claimed he wasn’t feeling good. He had been working with me for a long time, so naturally, I was worried. My camera was always with him as he was in charge of snapping photographs, so i took my camera and sent him home to rest. He sent a friend of his in his place to assist me while he was away. He hadn’t come for two days. However, on the third day, I was informed that he did come for the shoot. I was a little surprised and wondered why he hadn’t met me if he had come in today. I asked my present assistant, he denied.
The financial team had informed me that my previous assistant had come in today and had collected his paycheck. He had apparently spoken to my present assistant as well. At the end of the day, after my shoot, when I asked my present assistant for the camera, he looked at me all confused and claimed that I had the camera. I was so sure he had the camera, as I usually collected it at the end of the day and he knew that. He then went on to tell me that we could check him. I had my team search him for my camera, but unfortunately, it wasn’t found. I went home and searched for my camera, wondering if I had taken it to work. Then I suddenly recalled checking my camera during lunch.I figured out the entire ploy. My present assistant had given my camera to my previous assistant when he met him. I was confused as to why he stole my camera when he could have just asked me for money. I had previously given him money when he got into an accident and aided him. I don’t blame him for what he did though… I blame the situation. Circumstances change people. He probably did not meet me because he did not want to face me after what he had done. I just want to let him know..wherever he is… it’s okay, I don’t blame you.